This weekend was brilliant! Besides leaving my house for one
of my best friends’ daughter and sons birthdays, I spent my weekend in pajamas.
I wasn’t in the mood for putting on my face and rocking out four inch heals. I
headed to the nearest Redbox and watched several movies till’ the wee hours of
the night. It actually makes your weekend feel two days long. (Possibly longer)
I’m well rested and ready to conquer the
world. (Sarcasm obviously)
My aunt whom I haven’t seen in over three years finally
visited from Mexico City.
My uncle works for ICE and he’s obligated to live in several cities for a
period of time. He’s been all down the Southern coast, from Brazil to Colombia
to Costa Rica to Mexico. And
most of the time my aunt and my beautiful cousins have to go with him. Sundays
pertain to God and Family. One of my aunts or uncles are usually over at our
house on Sundays. And yesterday we drew tiny folded up papers from a cup which
even my hand didn’t glide in too smoothly, Secret Santa of course, the ladies
talked among them on what to cook etc. We just sat around and wondered who had
each others names.
O’ AND HOW ABOUT THOSE TEXANS? (CAPITALIZED TO EMPHAZISE MY EXCITEMENT)
I couldn’t watch the last thirty seconds of that game. My uncles were so calm.
I zinged back and forth in the kitchen. Prior to those final seconds, I
twitted, “BELIEVE. GO TEXANS.” I knew Yates would pull it off. I just knew it.
And surely enough we scored that touchdown and field goal to be over the Cincy
Bengals just like that. I roared and squealed (It’s possible) jumped my
jubilant ass around. It was magnificent! PLAYOFFS BABY!!
Now I’m sitting here at work drinking my coffee and looking
forward to my sons’ Christmas party on Friday. Oh, and I’m also excited to
start my weight and ab routines all over again. No more being a fatty. Although
I’m not doing it to impress someone else, I’m doing it because it makes me feel
good. Being single and being fit has its benefits.
Own this Monday readers! Grab it by the M and make it your
bitch. (So vulgar I know) Peace.
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